A fly tickles my ribcage Out in the half rain I postpone the cigarette Remember to eat
A stormfront of thoughts hovering near Precarious and portending events I sweep up in denial until the mirror breaks
I take better care not to fall back again I take better care of myself now than I did then But still it comes around as if reminding me And my normalness is at stake
Even though I probably never was I'd like to think I am Just as normal as you all
I'm waiting here semi-passively My chains of fear still binding me Stuck between choosing the future that I want and the things I'll have to face to make it so